Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

Bo Jinxiu heard many flaws, but he didn't ask in detail. After he got the whole story, he pretended to sigh, "How hateful! Those who abuse their power are really hateful!"

Qin Feiqing restrained his emotions and did not continue to talk. He just patted Bo Jinxiu and said, "Just listen to it, brother. This matter is of great importance and cannot be solved by people like you and me."

Bo Jinxiu nodded: "It's a pity that the world is so unfair. Brother Qin, do you think we can do something?"

Qin Feiqing's eyelids twitched when he heard this, but he quickly hid his emotions and said with a smile: "Forget it, we are just clerks, not censors or historians, let alone high-ranking officials who control power."

Bo Jinxiu couldn't figure out what he was really thinking. He rolled his eyes and thought, "Don't worry, Uncle Dong. I'll go back and discuss this matter. If it really doesn't work, everyone can contribute some money so that Uncle Dong can go back and live out his days in peace."

Bo Jinxiu said goodbye to Qin Feiqing and hurried back to the Marquis' Mansion. He walked straight through the flower hall to Wuya Courtyard. He felt even more anxious and started to jog.

Shen Yiran had just helped Bo Jinnian take off his official uniform. The two were discussing the emperor's decrees for today when they heard Bai Zhi's announcement outside the door. They looked at each other and immediately came out to greet her.

Bo Jinxiu was a little out of breath, he came in and sat down, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and waved his hands anxiously, "Oh no, this is actually a trap to harm us!"

After hearing this, Shen Yiran calmly ordered the maids to go out and asked Bai Zhi to prepare some cakes.

Seeing that the two were not in a hurry, Bo Jinxiu suddenly realized and pointed at Bo Jinnian and Shen Yiran and said, "Okay, you already knew it, but you just didn't tell me!"

Shen Yiran immediately picked up the teacup and poured another cup of tea and served it to him, smiling and whispering softly, "Don't worry, big brother. Things are not what you think. Let the Marquis explain."

Bo Jinxiu's mind raced, and he put on a sneer, his eyes full of calculations.

"You are not in a position to show up, so you deliberately framed me. The group of people Qin Feiqing brought with him were all prepared for you, my third brother, right?"

Shen Yiran immediately corrected with a smile, but his tone was unquestionable: "It is prepared for the Marquis' Mansion."

Bo Jinxiu licked his lips, thought for a moment, then reached out and slowly picked up the tea that Shen Yiran had poured. He brought it to his mouth but did not drink it. He looked up at Bo Jinnian and asked, "Who will hurt us first?"

Seeing that Bo Jinnian was unmoved, Bo Jinxiu said unconvincedly: "It's definitely not because of me. I am humble and my words have no weight. It must be because of you and my second brother!"

Shen Yiran sighed, his eyes fixed, and reminded Bo Jinxiu again: "Brother, have you actually forgotten what happened last time? What the old lady said about our Marquisate being one? When the nest is overturned, no egg will be left unbroken. Brother, think deeply about this."

Bo Jinxiu realized that he was being suppressed by Shen Yiran in every way, but Bo Jinnian hadn't said a word yet, and said unhappily: "Third sister-in-law is so arrogant, always using the old lady to pressure others. After all, this is a conversation between men, you can go down after you prepare the food."

Shen Yiran pursed his lips to endure the humiliation and was about to stand up. When he was about to stand up, he smiled and said, "Really? Then the Marquis will have a good talk with my brother. I'm going to sort out the accounts and count the money."

Hearing this, Bo Jinxiu felt extremely regretful, but he couldn't save face, so he refused to speak. He could only stand up in anger and said, "I definitely won't take care of this matter. You guys can handle it yourselves!"

Bai Zhi was coming in with some pastries and deliberately blocked Bo Jinxiu's way so that he couldn't leave.

Shen Yiran stepped forward and persuaded him softly, "If Big Brother is angry with me, I will just go down. There is no need to get angry. What if you hurt yourself?"

Bo Jinxiu felt a little embarrassed to lose his temper, so he waited and was persuaded several times before he sat down again.

Bo Jinnian pulled Shen Yiran to sit down, held her hand and said, "Brother, if you only think of her as a woman who takes care of housework, you are wrong. Ranran is my military officer."

She smiled as she spoke, her eyes sparkling with light, and looked at Shen Yiran without any reservations.

Shen Yiran felt embarrassed, looked away and said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk business."

Bo Jinxiu rolled his eyes, took a bite of pastry and told them what happened today. He tapped the plate with his chopsticks and said, "That's it. I understand. They just want us to help them. We just need to be as still as a mountain!"

Bo Jinnian shook his head and said, "If their plan is so passive, how dare they approach us so actively? Before their trump card is revealed, we can't guess their entire plan, so we can't do nothing, and we can't do anything."

Bo Jinxiu snorted, rolled his eyelids, and said with disdain, "What did you hear?"

Shen Yiran smiled and helped explain: "Brother, Jinnian means that you have to deal with them and delay them until they get anxious and lose their composure. Only then can we see through the mystery."

After hearing this, Bo Jinxiu just lowered his head and ate without saying a word.

Shen Yiran stood up and took out a box: "There are two hundred taels in here, big brother, take it to do some work. If it's not enough, I'll make it up to you when I get more."

Bo Jinxiu weighed the pros and cons, made a quick decision, picked up the box and stood up, saying, "This is the last time!"

"Don't worry, we should have an understanding of this matter."

When Bo Jinxiu heard this, he didn't understand the meaning of the mysterious and confident smile on Shen Yiran's face, but he was busy going back to count the money and turned around and left without asking any more questions.

"Did Ranran discover anything?"

Shen Yiran's jade-white ears blushed when she heard this. She lowered her head and approached Bo Jinnian. She slowly raised her smiling eyes and coquettishly pinched Bo Jinnian's thumb: "My dear, you are trying to scare me again. Didn't you notice?"

Bo Jinnian felt itchy in his heart, and a tingling sensation spread from his thumb to his whole body.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to rub Shen Yiran's elbow, staring at her rosy and plump lips: "I want to hear you say it."

Shen Yiran chuckled, lowered his head, turned around and smiled, walked to the table and sat down again: "Then I'll say it, if it's wrong, please help me correct it."

Bo Jinnian was a little reluctant, so he sat down beside him and started to fiddle with Shen Yiran's white fingers like water chestnuts again.

"Qin Feiqing should be Dong Xizhou, and the Dong Xizhou in the shop should be the descendant of Painter Jiang. It makes sense if you think about it this way."

"The two of them worked together and brought in a group of people from the past in order to expose the tragedies that happened to the two families. Moreover, although we haven't investigated the inside story of these two tragedies, we don't need to investigate them anymore. They must be related."

Bo Jinnian's expression became more serious, and he let go of Shen Yiran's finger and said, "The Wang family of Langya wants to create public opinion and shake the legitimacy of your majesty. As for Dong Xizhou, he is still a descendant of the Jiang family, and they don't care whether he lives or dies."

Shen Yiran nodded. Although the experiences of these two people were tragic, it was reasonable for them to do so. It was a pity that after all the arrangements and planning, they still hadn't discovered that they were running a dead end. Were they running a dead end?